Dragon tfNote: this is my first tf story, so cut me some slack!
Sabrina was a good-looking girl, and had just turned eighteen. She had long, flowing blonde hair, tan skin, and the perfect face. She was the girl that liked to hang out with a little bit of everybody. She hung out with preps, jocks, Goths, stoners, musicians, and you get the idea.
One day, there was a new kid in school. She was determined to befriend him, since nobody likes moving to a new school in the middle of senior year, and she went up to him.
Hi! Youre a new kid, right? without waiting for him to answer, she went on, My name is Sabrina, and I thought you looked a little lonely over here all by yourself. She gave him the warmest smile she could muster up, and waited for him to reply.
During all of this, he simply had his head lying across his forearms, with his hood covering the rest of his head. He looked up at what he took as a prep, and just put his head back down. He sighed, and lifted his h
A special surpriseThe phone started ringing. I tiredly raised my head, trying not to fall asleep again, and grabbed the phone.A special surprise7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Better this to be important...it's five in the morning I said, barely able to hear my voice.
I heard a few coughs. Hey Sean, this is uncle Steve. Do you still remember who I am or you completely forgot about me?
I laughed, in a sarcastic way of course. Who can forget about you? That present you sent me last year was awesome...too bad you weren't there! It's so hard for you to visit me, at least once?
I heard a sigh, followed by another cough. I'm sorry Sean, but I was busy. I'm working on something special for you
Yeah right...you said that at least three hundreds time. You also said that you were going to let me come to your house and spend the rest of the summer with you...but school is starting next week, and you... I sighed. You left me alone...again
He laughed. And that's why I called you. I want
The Black Dragon - Dragon TF I'm lying in bed asleep when my radio wakes me up with 1st of the month by Bone Thugs n Harmony at 4:30 in the morning. I threw my remote at the receiver and it shuts off. Groggy, I get up and look around my room. I thought to myself, I need to clean this place. But when am I going to find time to. My Boss ahs kept me on a tight shift these past months. I need to get some rest, but duty calls. My boss in all his wisdom has scheduled an 5:30 estimate on an old factory. Like anyone would be there at that time. But no, I had to drive my happy ass all the way to the west side of town to run electric to this old building that's been standing since the late 1890's. And Ive seen the place a few times and every time I look at it I get the shivers. Then to make thing even more disturbing the owner asked my boss to only have me come to the site. He said to come alone because he said that he only wanted one person and that one person was me.The Black Dragon - Dragon TF7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A Frozen Haven (Dragon TF/AR/MC)It was a cold winter night. Three young boys had wandered into the forest after getting lost on a camping trip. The three were wandering around since noon, and haven't found the campsite since. The forest they were in had a blanket of soft, white, but stinging snow covering the ground, and the trees were tall and looked all alike at times, making it near imposable to keep track of where they were at.A Frozen Haven (Dragon TF/AR/MC)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chris shivered as he trotted through the snow, kicking up the powdery snow with his big black boots. "I told you we should have brought along a flashlight or something!" He shook some frozen droplets from his orange curly bangs, and dusted off his big green raincoat. He was the shortest amongst them, though probably one of the more physically active.
Liam shivered, the white snow covering his dyed gray hair. There were three scars on his check that had been obtained in a car accident when he was younger. "Jacob said we wouldn't need one...Besides we
Dragon AXEGoing to the store and buying stuff for the house is always a chore, no doubts about it. It's always boring to just walk past those countless shelves, finding at least 30 products that do the exact same things. It was like this with everything...especially with soap, or shampoo. There was simply too much to choose from, and most of the time it was just better to choose pick the cheapest one, or even better, just take a random one all together, to save time.Dragon AXE6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Peter was just like anyone else: don't care who produced something, as long as he buys it. That's why that day, as usual, he just walked past every shelf, just randomly throwing something in his basket, not really giving a damn about the price most of the times. He still doesn't know why when he passed the soap and shampoo shelf, he had to stop and look. Something had caught his attention: a bright red AXE bottle.
"Hrm..." He muttered as he picked the bottle up from the shelf to take a look at it. "Wonder what this one is, looks lik
A Special Birthday"A Special Birthday" by Numba-OneA Special Birthday8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was 2:00 PM.
For Victoria Beaufort, it was also her 18th birthday…a day which she had been looking forward to for all her life – or at least, as far as she could remember.
She wasn't a year older quite yet. Victoria was born at 11:59 PM, seconds away from being born on a different date. It was only fifth period, and she still had hours to go.
The day had been fine. Just like any other day, really – first the morning shower, then a short walk to school. She tried to pay attention to class, as was typical of a straight-A student like herself. But her thoughts wandered off; she daydreamed of the night that was to come – a night of partying with friends, and finally feeling free from her drab, methodical life.
But it wasn't just the partying and alcohol that had her dreaming – nor was it the prospect of meeting some cute guys that night with whom she might hook up. It was the idea of liberation – th
Dragon SerumOkay...the third subject is perfectly fine...bring him to the containment room with the others...next one!Dragon Serum7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
While the subject was quietly brought out of the room, two people walked in. One was a tall man, dressed in black, and the other was a young boy, probably around twelve years old, wearing a red shirt and light-blue trousers.
The man stared at the boy, obviously surprised by his presence there. He sighed. It's just a child...who brought him here? I thought that I clearly said that I don't want to use the Serum on anyone younger than 18
The other man nodded. Sorry doc...but apparently someone really important brought this boy here, and he wanted to do it anyway. I don't like this either, but the boss' orders cannot be ignored
The doc snored. Of course...he makes money out of this after all...well, leave it to me...go now
The man nodded, and then he left the room without saying a word. The boy just stood there, both confused and scared.
Another Dragon TF -part 1-A cursor blinked on the monitor around 4am. The room was completely dark, all except for the radiant, cold glow silhouetting a being, sitting in his chair. A clacking of typing and backspaces filled the room, reflecting with a metallic verberation as they echo off the countless cans of various caffeine laden soft-drinks that covered just about all available space. Meet Andy, or as he liked to go by his internet handle, "prophil". He was a solitary sort, often preferred the company of himself but, in truth, he sought more from life. Due to his social anxieties and reoccurring depressive states, he could never get along well with others for any period of time. Honestly, he was decently mannered, and just desired to keep to himself. It wasn't always his desire, it was more so forced upon him, as he was ostracized from countless social groups; either too creepy, or giving off a "bad vibe".Another Dragon TF -part 1-8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The OrphansIn the small town of Devonsville, lived a group of orphans. The age range between the orphans varied. The youngest was four while the oldest was twelve. The tragic thing was that they were all very young kids. Many of which never even knew their parents' faces. Each orphan had a different story to tell. Many came from different walks of life but eventually, ended up together. SOme orphans lost their parents in an accident. Some were given up. Some were even abandoned, like the leader of the orphans, Jack.The Orphans7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Jack was twelve years old. And because he was the oldest, he was their unoffical leader. He was in charge of all the other orphans and was to make sure they were taken care of and treated properly by the others.
A kind of code among the orphans was that when one of them leaves, the oldest after the previous leader shall take over and protect and take care of the others. In this case, it was Jack who was to be named the next leader. Ironically, the previous leader was actually the one
The Christmas DragonThe Christmas DragonThe Christmas Dragon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Amongst the bustling streets of Philadelphia, Eric Venia walked with his hands in his brown coat, purposely avoiding the Christmas-spirited carolers and fraudulent Santas as he walked by. The snow fell softly to the ground as a slight breeze stung his face in the loaded streets. Most of the crowds were enthralled with the Christmas spirit. Eric, however, was not. The people amassed throngs that were thick and difficult to pass through, unless someone was to slip down the dark alleyways between the old red brick buildings. Eric did so, knowing he was heading for trouble making shortcuts through the one way streets. He could only hope he wouldn't be paying for his brooding mood and rash decisions from a heartbreaking woman.
As it turned out, if he wouldn't have bad luck, he would have no luck at all. Four burly men crawled out from behind the dumpsters. He looked behind him for an escape, but two more men appeared from the trash he had walked past, foolishly obliviou
Dragon otherkinThere is a huge difference between physical body and spirits. They are two separate things, and they are not necessarily the same. Take otherkin for example, they are human in body but something else in spirit. You may or may not believe on otherkin but I want you to believe that the soul exists. And if you want a proof well you have to look at yourself. I cannot place a mirror in front of you, and say: Look that is your soul, you have to find it on your own.Dragon otherkin8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
But now I want to tell you a story I am not asking you to believe me, but I want you to understand what the story means, and what I want you to see .and feel. So now, sit down, and prepare yourself this story may change your life.
Three years ago, my life was ordinary. I spent my days doing what a normal human being does: work, sleep, eat, talk with friends, and stay with the family it was definitely an ordinary life.
But I knew that there was something differ
The Procedure“Hmm…date of birth…weight…mother’s maiden name?” Wayne looked up from his clipboard, incredulous. “Hey, is that even relevant?”The Procedure2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The secretary behind the front desk simply gave him a dismissive nod, and then returned to her crossword puzzle.
“Right…” Sighing, he glanced back at the empty waiting room, surprisingly plain-looking with its whitewashed walls and shiny, checkered floors. Large potted plants and dark grey couches were positioned in neat rows throughout the room, and there was a long table overloaded with various pamphlets and magazines next to the front desk where he stood. Pre-recorded voices greeted him from the ceiling far above: “Welcome to Helena Pharmaceuticals! Your Key to a Better Life!”
The young man grinned at that. He tried not to, but he couldn’t help it. It was just too exciting, especially whenever he stared at the thick metal door on the far side of waiting
Virus: A TF shortVirusVirus: A TF short3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Last lesson of the day.
And I was damn well dying. I lay with my head on the table, quietly scribbling down notes as the teacher droned on about nuclear physics. It was bad enough that the converted shipping container that was my classroom was a freezer, but my luck would have it that I was feeling unwell on top of that. Still, my parents had insisted that I come to school on the grounds that I had no fever.
I got up from my desk and went to switch off one of the two air conditioning units in the room, before returning to the desk again. I had PE later on in the day, but I had already decided to give it a miss, for I didn't want to exuberate my condition.
The bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson, and I hastily packed my bag then made my way for the exit. My headache was already getting worse
I gave my mother a call, informing her that I was coming home early, then made my way out the school gates and flagged down a taxi.
I made my way home, dozing in the taxi. I mana
GioSpy Req -dragon tf-GioSpy RequestGioSpy Req -dragon tf-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He stared at the paper in disbelief, his cold blue eyes scanning it over, looking for where he had went wrong. He grimaced slightly, then changed his expression back to neutral, looking up at his English teacher who was sitting at a large brown desk, writing on something with a bright red pen.
The class bell rang, and students shouted with excitement, milling around him and exiting the classroom. He stayed seated, until only he and the teacher were left in the room.
He stood up and threw his bag over his shoulders, grunting slightly at the weight of text books and homework inside of it. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary though. He walked over to the teacher's desk and stopped, staring at the teacher.
The teacher slowly looked up, his expression changing to a weak, utterly fake smile.
"Sam. What's up?"
He decided to be frank. "Why did I get a 55 on this paper?" He dropped the paper on the desk, with a bit too much force, betraying his frustration.
Wings of Friendship - Lugia TFIt was a peaceful, quiet afternoon as two friends, Peter and Dsarvess, were walking along a quiet forest pathway. Peter had discovered this peaceful route a few days ago, and he wanted to spend some time with a friend, get away from the city for a few hours. Dsarvess was eager to go as well, as he loved the outdoors and the quiet, and spending some time with a friend sounded appealing. Thus, the two of them found themselves walking along, enjoying the peace and quiet of the woods.Wings of Friendship - Lugia TF4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Feels so good to get out of the city, doesn’t it?” Peter chucked to his friend, taking a few gulps of drink from the bottle of soda he had on his person, offering a bottle to him as well.
“Yeah... The city’s fine, I guess, but it’s so much nicer out here...” Dsarvess responded, taking the soda and a few sips. “The only problem is, there aren’t many people out here. Must be lonely sometimes.”
“How do you mean?” Peter asked, a
A Myth Made Real - Horntail TFDo you believe in dragons?A Myth Made Real - Horntail TF6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This is a question that pops up every once in a while, and I'm sure that a lot of you out there are familiar with it. Whilst a few people will deny their existance, there are quite a few who will defend that the beasts did at one point in time exsist, and that they were either wiped out by the humans, or went into hiding to conserve their numbers. Some people will even go to the ends of the earth to try to find exsistance that dragons were real, only to come home empty handed.
However for one person who was trying to prove their exsistance, they would stumble upon something that would change their life forever.
It was a dark, January night. It was snowing on and off in what some people had dubbed the worst snowstorm in some 30-40 years. And one young adult was sitting at his computer, checking his messages and emails from friends.
Peter sat on his bed with his laptop in front of him, chatting to several of his friends as he worked on a story at the sam
The Dragon Crew: Part 1Ever wondered if dragons existed or still exist in the world. If the stories youheard while growing up were real instead of fantasy, myth, and legend, wouldn't you want to meet and befriend a dragon or even become one. Well here's what happened when three kids found a wounded dragon while on vacation and befriended it. As soon as they did this, their lives changed forever along with their seven friends when they were given eight different colored sones with the souls of dragons in them. The eight stones even carried some of the most powerful dragons that ever lived. The name of the three kids that found the dragon is Rachael, Jeff, and Tommy. Jeff and Tommy are cousins and Rachael is one of their closest friends. Jeff and Rachael practically did everything together, whether it was with their other friends or by themselves. The reason they did so much together was because they were neighbors. Tommy lived a few blocks away from them and tried to get together with them whenever he could.The Dragon Crew: Part 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The Naga's Bite Ch 1"Today is a perfect day to go camping," thought Amanda. Amanda was a country girl who loved going camping. If she was given a choice between a shopping day at a mall or a day outside, she would chose the great outdoors. Today she was hiking along a path in the woods, in her native state of Montana, and admired all the wild plants and creatures as she went. It was almost sunset and she was about to head home, then she noticed the strange track in the dust. The track was long and smooth. "It was not like a snake could make such a track?" she thought.The Naga's Bite Ch 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
She noticed there were more tracks leading deeper into the forest. Being curious, she began to follow the tracks. Pressing on for about a half hour, shadows faded into the twilight, she came upon a cave. She inched into the pitch-black cave and listened for any movement. After a moment, she heard a breathy sound like something
Exiled - Dragon TFPrivate Matt floored the accelerator on his humvee and slid onto a long drift as he barreled down a small dirt road. He grinned as the engine whined and grew labored as he climbed a hill. Inside his hummer was his squad of soldiers. One manned the .50 cal mounted on the roof. His other three sat in the seats, weapons at the ready. They all had a blank look on their face, prepared for the fight ahead. One of the soldiers checked his rifle safety and tapped his forward assist, making sure the bolt was forward. He smiled slightly and sat his weapon back on his lap. He looked over to the center of the vehicle and looked at the person sitting there. He snorted as the passenger held her hands in her lap, head hanging low. He looked out the window, out into the darkness. He bobbed as the humvee started to slow. The driver hit the brakes and the truck and skidded to a halt in front of a dense wooded area. He turned the switch to the hummer, the diesel engine sputtering and shutting off. The paExiled - Dragon TF6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Memories -Hydra TF-MemoriesMemories -Hydra TF-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A short story by: drekian
She looked out across the forest and shivered. In front of her was a large, mossy rock; the same rock she had walked passed half an hour ago. She groaned and looked down at her feet as she tried not to worry. But she was lost, hungry and tired. And she was lost. The voices in her head kept telling her so.
She sighed and ran a hand across the rock, feeling its fuzzy green coat as she kicked at a rock on the ground. It skipped and skittered away from her, disappearing under some trees. Then she yelled about how unfair it was.
She could feel herself slipping; her grip on reality fading. She couldn't let it slide, because she knew what would happen when she did. She knew the others in her mind too well.
She sat down in the dry dirt under the rock, holding her head in her hands. She'd had to deal with them for ever. Yet, she was still afraid. She was always afraid of what would happen when they took over.
Off the Beaten Track - Naga TFJust a few scrapes and bruises, nothing serious, I thought as I examined my injuries. I wasn't sure what had happened as it occurred too quickly for my brain to comprehend it. One moment I was riding my bike through the forest near my house, along a familiar dusty pathway that I always took to get to school, and before I knew it I rode straight into an overhanging tree branch that smacked me right in the face, causing me to lose my balance and go plummeting to the ground.Off the Beaten Track - Naga TF5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was happy that I didn't break any bones or anything. This area, although it was near the town, was still hard to get to and because of that medical attention could have a hard time getting to me. I dusted myself off, accidentally wiping some blood from my scraped knee onto my fingers, and got to my feet.
My bike was lying flat on the ground next to a few shrubs. It didn't seem like it had sustained any damage at all. I breathed a sigh of relief. Paying for repairs would have caused a serious problem since my family
The Dragonsuit--Pt. 1-A"Come on Alex, you'll love the new house. It's exactly what you've always wanted. There's a backyard, plenty of neighbors, bus stops to go into the city, and there's a theme park. You love roller coasters don't you?" his mother asked.The Dragonsuit--Pt. 1-A9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"I know. I just miss our old apartment. All the neighbors on our floor were very nice," Alex said. A boy of fourteen, Alex was gangly for his age, though he did possess some formidable muscle as a result of the karate classes he hated so much. He had brown hair that he combed occasionally, leaving a slightly disheveled look, and it had blue highlights at the tips. He had blue eyes and wore a simple earring on his left ear.
"Mom, you're not gonna make me take karate classes this time are you?" he asked.
"I thought you liked martial arts," she replied quizzically. "Why di
Coming of AgeFirst things first. Transformation is something that goes on everyday. Believe it or not, we're always transforming. Babies transform into little kids. little kids transform into teenagers, teenagers transform into adults, and adults transform into elders. If you don't believe me, then think about it for abit. Anyway, let's get on with the story.Coming of Age9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Kenny, wake up. KENNY!"
Kenny was quietly dreaming until his little brother, Mike shrieked in his ear.
"Geez, Mike. I'm awake already. What's up?" Kenny asked sounding abit pissed.
Kenny and Mike weren't really brothers. Kenny was adopted by Mike's parents. Kenny's adopted parents were very cruel to both of them. Kenny's stepfather would force alchohol down both of their throats so he'd be able to beat them easier. His stepmother was also a complete bitch. She payed very little attention to Kenny or Mike. Kenny didn't mind it but Mike would pester his mom like crazy. Until one day, when Kenny saw his stepmom hit Mike. He decided to take actio
Dragoon Knight - Dragon TF Azmar sighed as he strode through the castle courtyard; a piece of paper gripped in his right hand and a killer headache nagging at his mind. He'd left his mount with a squire and his chainmail rustled slightly as he walked past the guard with a nod, re-reading the kings' letter in his mind requesting Azmar's assistance in dealing with what he assumed to be a rogue knight. Or perhaps some kind of felon that needed to be captured. Not that it mattered to him; all he needed to know was that he was going to be paid unlike the last fool who'd tried to cheat him out of his money. Putting it bluntly the man had ended up staring up at his body from the stone floor of his castle.Dragoon Knight - Dragon TF5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
King Septus Sat at his throne, his head in his hands as a man spoke in front of him. "But my King, The fields have yielded half their normal crops. If I give you anymore than I have I will not have enough to feed my family." The distr
White Flame, Burning Rain - TFGasping for breath, a massive, feathered and furred beast pounded down the hillside, struggling to keep its aching, massive wings from dragging along the ground. It's large tail, normally glowing bright orange from its inner heat, barely let off smoke in the rain. "Foolish, stupid little.... I never ought to have tried to fight him in the rain. Ahh... I can't lose... Not after so long." It turned its muzzled head, glancing over it's shoulder to see if it had lost it pursuer. "Tch! I can still smell him... He'll find me soon... Have to find help..."White Flame, Burning Rain - TF4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not too far from where the beast was flying, a pair of humans were trying to make their way home, trying to avoid the pouring rain. They were moving in and out of the archways of buildings, attempting to keep as dry as possible.
"Oh man, this rain came out of nowhere!" Peter, one of the duo commented to his friend, Dsarvess. The two had been out doing a bit of late night food shopping when the heavens suddenly opened up on them.